Lust’s Errand

— Los Angeles —

Perched on a prime hill overlooking Los Angeles sits an opulent and glamorous residence. Even at a glance, it's clear this house belongs to a Hollywood big shot, nestled as it is along roads leading to renowned film studios and production companies.

Inside the master suite of this luxurious sanctuary lies a couple, a man and a woman. Signs of last night's passionate activities are everywhere—the lingering scent of desire fills the room, with various questionable stains dotting the space.

"Ummm…" The woman, with pink hair, slowly sits up, glancing at the man sleeping soundly beside her, a smile on her lips. This is the first time she's felt this deeply cherished, leaving her not craving more. She's surprised her curse of lust didn't stir, urging her toward stronger desires. For once, she feels content. She's had enough of the infamy and the labels others have given her, calling her a whore.